Omo mi,
There will come a time,
When the darkness that has
been behind you for so long
will overtake you and engulf you.
Like a blanket on a hot day.
You will want to dissapear,
Melt into the darkness,
You will wish to remember
What it was like to not exist
Omo mi,
When that darkness comes,
Do not close your eyes to the darkness.
Stare it down, bold and true
Because a star might come to behold your beauty
while you hide behind eyelids.
And when that star comes, omo mi,
Reach out, stand high, jump.
Grab on to it tighter than you would,
hold a chicken trying to run.
And let it take you into the light.
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